An Encounter with the familiar. Time to breath
I hear you when you say" things ain't good " and then there's a long pause. I hear you. When I look at your face and I see that despite the make up under your eyes look swollen. I see you. Although you are looking AT me I recognise that familiar far off gaze shadowing your eyes (breathe now). I feel you. When I see your lips slightly quiver as you speak and there's a rush of words tripping over themselves to escapes your lips (exhale now). Nuff said. I intuitively hear that breath hurriedly forcing itself to escape the back of your throat (exhale now). I feel the depth of emotions drip like tear drops between us . Drip, drop, pop! At this moment our spirits collide greeting each other with the familiar "oh hi we back here again" and yet rushing past each other so as not to linger for fear of recognition. I feel the unspoken fear that says if I speak too loud the emotional will rush out unchecked. If I speak too loud I might